Grandmothers and Other Fearsome Encounters: Princesses of the Pizza Parlor, episode 4 by Maikel Yarimizu

Grandmothers and Other Fearsome Encounters: Princesses of the Pizza Parlor, episode 4 by Maikel Yarimizu

Author:Maikel Yarimizu [Yarimizu, Maikel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-09-28T22:00:00+00:00


Selvi's breathing was ragged as she reached the top of he steps. That fight against the shadows had been far too one-sided, and her body felt as weak as a kitten. She prayed that it would pass soon, but for now her knees shook at the exertion from a simple flight of stairs. To push on after that seemed a certain way to court collapse from exhaustion, so she just sat on the floor and waited.

A pair of big fancy doors cracked open, and Cassie slipped through with her cousin in tow. Never had the khan's daughter been happier to see a pair of living souls, and she croaked a greeting at them.

"Selvi, is that you?" Cassie called out. The two ran over and propped her up before she could fall over completely.

"No sign of injury," Isabel reported.

"Shades," said Selvi, her voice barely a whisper. "No marks, but still hit hard. Feeling weak..."

The moon princess had her holy scepter raised high, waving it in wobbly circles in the air. "Moon's Restoring Light," came the litany. Streamers of glittery specks showered down upon them, and each little grain of moonlight soothed Selvi's aches and pains. Soon she almost felt back to normal.

"Thanks," she said.

"Um, no hard feelings?" asked Isabel nervously.

Selvi had the strength to glare at her now, and the ex-paladin winced in reply. "Plenty, but now ain't the time. Where's everyone else?"

"I'm here," Gwen announced, coming in through a small door across the way. "Got stuck in the garden for a bit." Her face and clothes were covered in a mish-mash of colors that Selvi could only assume was the pointy-ears' idea of camouflage, because it really didn't work.

"How elfy of you."

"Well, it was on fire by the time I left," Gwen said with an embarrassed shrug. "Where'd you end up?"

"Ball room," said Cassie. For some reason, the moon princess was wearing her cousin's headband, but Selvi wasn't interested enough to ask why.

"Cellars, somehow," she said. "And a guard room after that. Not fun."

Heavy steps, squeaks, and a plaintive meow heralded the arrival of their last two companions. Flora and Bianca also looked rather worse for wear, and the tiny witch clung to her broom tightly as it bobbed along. Their little fuzzy friends, on the other hand, seemed to be in better shape than any of the princesses.

It took several minutes for everyone to catch up and get patched up. The general consensus was to get the heck out of there as fast as possible, but that turned out to be easier said than done. They were in the front hall, true, and the main doors were right before them, but despite their appearance, the beaten old panels were both heavy and sturdy, refusing to budge.

To either side, there were ugly, squat windows, their curtains so ancient that they dissolved into piles of dust at a mere touch. These were already open, or at least their glass had also long been lost to the ravages of time, but it didn't do the princesses much good.



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